#finally on time

[nulli-bug]

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Hi I’m cat

(She/her)

I’m a self shipper! I like drawing and writing!

I selfship with both Laios and toshiro from dungeon meshi

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[fictionalabyss]

New this week : Nov 22-28th 2020.

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A Chevy girl. (Dean x Reader)

Summary : Baby is giving him trouble, so Dean is on the hunt for a part. He doesn't expect to find someone who loves an Impala as much as he does.

Constellations. (Winchesters)

Summary : It's Dean's birthday and he's never felt lonelier. Until he gets a reminder that there's someone out there who cares about it.

Protector #12 : Road in the desert. (Biker!Dean x Reader)

Summary : Dean answers some questions. Answers he probably shouldn't be giving.

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Money doesn’t grow on trees. (Weechesters & John)

Summary : Dean takes the heat for Sam's new purchases. But where is the money coming from?

Sammy lets me. (Dean x Reader)

Summary : What goes better with drinks, movies and takeout than soft soft hair between your fingers.

[dyaz-stories]

Inuvember 2019: Day 15 — KogAya

“So Kagome’s back, huh?” Ayame’s voice was calm, casual. Perhaps too casual. Ginta and Hakkaku exchanged worried glances. There was obviously a right way and a wrong way to answer that.

Sadly, Koga wouldn’t quite have been Koga if he hadn’t walked straight into that one.

“Yeah!” he exclaimed enthusiastically. “Now we really go need to visit her and the dog. Whad’ya say we…”

“So you’re that happy about it, hm?”

Koga couldn’t possibly miss the warning signs. Ginta and Hakkaku firmly refused to believe that their pack leader could be that oblivious. There was nothing Ayame could have done to express herself better than that except, you know, actually said something explicitly, and who would do that?

“’f course I’m happy,” Koga replied with a shrug, tilting his head to the side, trying to make sense of what his wife was saying. “She’s a friend of the pack. Might be a couple of things will villages around here that she’ll be able to help with, too. We should really live in peace with the humans, ‘specially if we want to be raising kids around here.”

At that, his tail gave a little wag, and Ayame would no doubt have found it adorable if she had been looking at him instead of pointedly staring in the distance.

“Oh, yes, I’m sure Kagome can fix everything.”

“Nah, probably not. I mean, I don’t think she’d have been able to get anything done this winter when we had no food, right? That was all my lady.”

Ginta and Hakkaku released their breath. Whether Koga had done it on purpose or not, and at this point, they didn’t want to risk crediting him with anything, he had saved that one. Ayame’s shoulders relaxed a little, and she stole a glance in his direction. Immediately, as always when she looked at her husband, she found herself melting.

She didn’t care for how devilishly handsome he looked, though let it be said he did, didn’t care for his power, his status as a pack leader. Not that it wasn’t important, of course. She appreciated looks in her man as much as anyone else, and she couldn’t say she minded the power, even if frankly, she cared more about how respected he was by those in the packs and neighboring tribes.

It was his eyes she loved. The way he looked at her. Koga wasn’t shy when it came to his affections, and he expressed them vocally very easily, but he did have a tendency to put his foot in his mouth. Even in those moments, it only took her a second to see in his eyes that he hadn’t meant it, or not like that, or kinda, but he hadn’t meant to hurt her. It only took her a second to see in his eyes that he loved her.

“Wait, are you jealous?” he finally realized, and Ginta and Hakkaku decided that, yup, they were out of here now. If Koga wanted them to hunt with him, he’d have to come and get them, because Ayame had a nasty tendency to start throwing stuff, and Koga had a nasty tendency to avoid that stuff, and somehow they were always the ones who got the worst of it.

“Should I be?” she asked, narrowing her eyes.

It wasn’t as easy for her as it was for him, to say what she meant. Koga oozed confidence. He’d always been the strongest of his pack, easily overpowering the previous leader when he’d decided the time was right. Ayame had had to fend for herself her whole life. That had to build differences between people.

“Of course not,” he shrugged, almost carelessly, walking towards her. “I married you, right? Didn’t stay by that well moping around waiting for her to come back.”

That didn’t mean he didn’t think Kagome didn’t deserve it. She did. She just wasn’t for her, that was all, and he’d accepted that a long, long time ago.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, and grinned when Ayame gave him that adorable pout of her that told him she wasn’t convinced but that she still wanted him to keep trying.

“Kagome’s awesome…”

Ayame couldn’t help but laugh, her eyes not leaving his even for a second.

“Not helping your case there.”

“…and I’m proud to count her as one of my friends,” he concluded. “And I’d like to formally introduce her to my wife.”

Ayame smiled as her tail curled around Koga’s thigh.

“You’d better not run after her.”

“’f course I won’t.”

“Not even to get Inuyasha mad?”

“Wait, what? That doesn’t count!”

But he kissed the tip of her nose at that, because yeah, there was no way he’d do anything that he thought might hurt his wife. If she asked him, he’d be a major asshole to go out of his way to do it.

“Y’know you’re the only one for me, huh?”

“I’d better be,” she smiled dangerously, “or you’d be in for some real trouble, wolf.”

At that, she pulled him down and kissed him, almost biting him, and while he growled, responding with just as much passion, Koga off-handedly thought to himself that maybe he had a type.

Girls who could kick his ass.

[piesandcookies]

Day 9:_Kiss the villain

I hope some one will make a RinLen cover of this song because its so amazing.

or translate it because idk whats going on

[launderground]

DARK TEA : FINALLY ON TIME

[thouartfucked]

Did someone say blackout?? 👀

[ouijaban]

HIGHSCHOOL

Lucy doesn’t think she can handle her idiotic friends for much longer. Gray keeps stripping during class––and trust her, no one needs that view constantly––Erza keeps bragging (unintentionally, of course) about Jellal, and Natsu keeps setting things on fire––which is not helping Lucy’s already compromised sanity.

To keep from losing her mind, she eats her lunch on the roof––a club sandwich and chips, something nice and normal.

“Hey, Luce.”

The tranquility is broken.

Lucy smiles. “Hey, Natsu. Unusual for you to be up here; don’t you usually eat with Gray and the others?”

Natsu grumbles, “Gray-teme was bein’ a jerk, and I got pissed off so I kinda stormed away. But I was hungry, so...”

Lucy laughs. “Right. I get it.”

They lapse into comfortable silence.

Natsu opens his lunch––a soggy sandwich buried under a ludicrous amount of tabasco sauce––and bites into his meal (Lucy internally winces; how can that taste good?).

Lucy nibbles on a few chips as she sits, gazing at her pink-haired friend.

Natsu swallows, and comments, “I heard you came here ‘cause you rebelled against your pop, eh?”

Lucy nods. “I used to attend a fancy, all-girls boarding school.”

Natsu sticks out his tongue. “Sounds borin’. Was it?”

Lucy sighs. “You don’t even know half of it. Mavis...”

Natsu grins. “Hm. Your pop musta been pissed, though.”

Lucy arches a thin brow. “Yeah. He disowned me, so I guess...”

Natsu whistles. “Ouch. My pop––well, my foster pop, ‘cause I don’t know my parents––went missin’ when I was seven, and I went to grade school. All I wanna do is get the hell outta this place so I can go lookin’ for him.”

Lucy bites her lips, and asks quietly, voice sympathetic, “Don’t you have any dreams?”

Unconsciously, she leans toward him, big, doe brown eyes blinking cutely. Natsu gulps, and rubs the back of his neck, laughing nervously, “Uh, no, not really.”

She leans more. “Don’t you have any plans for the future, Natsu?”

Natsu mumbles, “I did kinda wanna get a job at the Magic Council, but with my grades ‘n all, it’s not really an option, so...”

Lucy smiles, and offers, “I could tutor you, if you want. I bet I could get your teachers to meet with you to discuss extra credit, and with my tutoring and the extra assignments, your grades will improve in no time at all.”

Natsu looks at her, large green eyes filled with childish glee, and a huge, goofy smile spreads across his face. “You’d do that? Really? Aw, Luce, you’re the best!” he wraps his arm around her shoulder, pulling her close to his warm chest.

Lucy sighs, and thinks, Highschool’s about to get way more interesting.